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A 'talking head' news anchor appears onscreen, reporting an important event like it's just a run-of-the-mill robbery. "Hello, We have breaking news from Skye, Crimmond where the military is in open revolt. The entire government sector of the city, incuding the palace have been taken. Reports also indicate that the city of Myer has been taken.

"Across the nation, battlemechs and dropships can be seen. The populace is fearing for thier lives, although there have been few reports of civilian deaths. In other new-*click*"

Goor looked at the woman tied to a a chair, gagged, and smiled. "We had to postpone this little operation until after that vampire Qui left, but it wasn't too much of a delay and the rewards are just a sweet... The War Council is in charge of the Empire now."

Empress Lara Tian strained against the ropes holding her to the chair and shouted curses through the gag, wanting to strangle Goor until long after his body stopped thrashing. She had thought Zedd Redburn a traitor, compared to this, Zedd looked like a model marine.

Another figure entered the room. Domino smiled. "Sorry Lara, you just aren't needed now." Domino grinned at Goor, "So what now? We have the capital, shall-" She let out a yelp and looked down to see a Karn'Da blade in her chest. She saw the sheath on Goor's belt was empty before she collapsed. Domino hadn't even seen him move.

Goor chuckled. "What the War Council does is not your place to ask."

The former Empress watched as a pool of blood formed under her freind's dead form, wishing she could look away.

Goor pulled the blade out of Domino's limp form and wiped it off on her dress before puuting it in it's sheath. He turned back to Lara as the gaurds took the body away.

"Now... what to do with you? Ransom? How much? And whom to ask? Execution? Public or private? What type? Electricity? Poison? Hanging?"

Lara stared at him. He just killed a person and he''s acting like it's a game!

Goor was continueing to list ways to dispose of her, but she had tuned him out, staring at the muted tv showing a Summoner walk acros some farmland, the a shot of a Scythe Enforcer moving through downtown Myer. This is it... my nation is gone only weeks after my brother died. I wonder... could the War Council have done that too?

Meanwhile, the two gaurds that were hauling Domino's lifeless body to the infirmary for disposal are found dead, with Domino nowhere to be seen.

OOC: That's it for tonight, will continue after I get some sleep.

OOC: This is very interesting. Currently nicely played on your part.

IC:

The Ruschic capitol, Melakko
Presidential building
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Sovereign Rustito (as he liked to be called) sat there on his couch in the presidential office, his eyes locked on that enormous television of his as the news continued to unfurl. "I'll be danged. This just sucks."

Hal Allen, Rustito's secretary of defense, also stood by the couch, watching. "Their military in open revolt -- It's rather disturbing. Looks to be on the edge of a civil war. I can't help but feel bad for them."

"Yeah, well," Rustito babbled, "I hope that Lady Tiara is alright. She--"

"Lara Tian," Allen coughed, rolling his eyes.

"I hope that Lara Tian is alright. She was pretty darn cute when I saw her at that national party we got invited to of Crimmond's. I sure wouldn't mind--"

"All I remember about that party is you getting us both thrown out because you kept yelling across the room about their shrimp cocktail before Miss Tian even appeared," Allen interrupted, his voice showing slight annoyance.

"Ah, you're just mistaken. You don't remember any of that. That never happened." And Rustito just kept watching the news as Allen sighed and took out that familar bottle of headache medicine...

Goor took off the gag and smiled. "I have decided. I'll just shoot you." He chuckled. "Any last words?"

Lara knew he expected a string of curses, but she calmly looked him over. "You are a traitor. You will be dealt with as such, by those loyal to the Imperial families."

Goor laughed. "Oh, you are a funny one." He raises the Tenloss disrupter rifle and fires. He frowns. She hadn't screamed, that took the fun out of it. He looked at where the Empress once sat at a small charred hole in the chair, the beam went through her before spreading.

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Two hours later, the War Councils, Earth Division, Luna Division and Mars Division all appeared on the screens behind Goor, who was standing at the poduim, looking over a sea of cameras.

"We of the War Councils have come to the decision that Lady Lara Tian was unfit to rule and that a strong military rule was needed. I, War Council Member Goor, have been choosen to be that rule. The old ways are gone. The Empire of Crimmond is now run by the military."

Replacing the councils for the moment where screens showing the progress of troops. "Already the Polish and Chezkloslovokian homlands are ours, the Moria Colony on Mars have been under War council rule since Lord Tian died, and the Luna colonies are now held by the Imperial Third Fleet." The War Councils appear on the screens again and Goor smiles.

"All I can say to the enemies of the Empire is... watch your back." He laughs and steps down, heading inside.

OOC: You may now begin the protests and shouting and whatever else short of war.

A black armored figure with a flowing pale grey cloak came upon the two dead guards, and just as soon vanished from sight into the shadows, looking for Domino. Agent Three of the Shadow Reapers was on the hunt.

'I still don't see why I keep being sent out. I should be in Cyberutopia!' He thought to himself as he searched throughout the area for any sign of Domino.

The former government of Cyberutopia had been watching this development, but it came to a head after the government was deposed. Now, the resistiance was desperate to stop the military from taking over here, so that the Overlord wouldn't gain another ally. Now it was up to Agent Three, cut off from the rest of the Shadow Reapers, to restore the former government by any means possible.

This sort of thing makes me sick, it's people this this "War Council" who give REAL soldiers a bad reputation, they took over because they wanted more power, not because the current Regime was unfit, we condemn this action strongly.
~MFA Carol Zdhanov.

A creature walked down the halls of the palace unnoticed, carrying Domino. He was a Nomad, a collector of souls. He passed Agent Three, letting the Agent see him and Domino and nodded politely, seeming to float down the corridor.

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The War Council chooses not to comment on Kecha's statement.

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OOC: Ignore this post, it has been smitten.

Having recently undergone our own military coup, followed by free elections, we wish to express our hope that Crimmond will also have a happy outcome. If the military leaders wish to contact us for advice, please feel free.

Very well! we shall see how you respond to this little maneuver, we shall no longer recognize Crimmond as a Sovereign Nation.
~Empress Kushrenada.OOC: That meant they just didn't reply, they never said, 'We aren't going to dignify that with an answer' or something.

Very well! we shall see how you respond to this little maneuver, we shall no longer recognize Crimmond as a Sovereign Nation.
~Empress Kushrenada.OOC: That meant they just didn't reply, they never said, 'We aren't going to dignify that with an answer' or something. OOC: Scratch that then, my bad, my error, I am going to do this however.

IC: The H.E.K. refuses to recognize the War Council as the rightfull, true Ruling Body in Crimmond.
~MFA Carol Zdhanov.

Then who IS the true ruling body? The Empress is dead. There is no more Tian bloodline, the next Imperial family in line is supporting us. Who is the rightful ruling body?

Also, there will never be election in Crimmond. The War Council has appointed my as leader of the Empire and that will not change.

-Supreme General Goor

Then who IS the true ruling body? The Empress is dead. There is no more Tian bloodline, the next Imperial family in line is supporting us. Who is the rightful ruling body?

Also, there will never be election in Crimmond. The War Council has appointed my as leader of the Empire and that will not change.

-Supreme General GoorThe rightfull Ruling Body is certainly NOT you, and we intend to see to it that the people of Crimmond are freed, even if we must take drastic measures.
~Unidentified.

The Republic of Vyse condemns the actions of the War Council. They have given no reasoning as to why the former government was unfit, and apparently did not make attempts to solve the matter through diplomatic means. Thus, until we have been presented with this reasoning, we have decided to not recongnize the War Council as the legitimate government.

Fina Silvite
Head of the International Relations department

We are saddened to hear your response.

If it is true that the Empress is dead, and that there will be no elections, then we must declare the Empire to be in a state of anarchy.

Fina Silvite
Head of the IRD

Goor frowned. "A threat of terrorism from some unknown Kechan group? I'd like to see you get into a nation where the borders have been sealed for 540 years.

The last ruler was unfit because they were drasticly weakening the Empire's security and making alliances with enemies! There was talk of peace between Anti-Funitism and Crimmond at one point! Lunacy! The Empire is returning to it's roots and the time of High Commander Andrew IV, who was one of the powerful voices in the GDODAD. We are simply returning ourselves to what we were."

Goor frowned. "A threat of terrorism from some unknown Kechan group? I'd like to see you get into a nation where the borders have been sealed for 540 years.

The last ruler was unfit because they were drasticly weakening the Empire's security and making alliances with enemies! There was talk of peace between Anti-Funitism and Crimmond at one point! Lunacy! The Empire is returning to it's roots and the time of High Commander Andrew IV, who was one of the powerful voices in the GDODAD. We are simply returning ourselves to what we were." And who, exactly, are you?
~Unknown.

If it is true that the Empress is dead, and that there will be no elections, then we must declare the Empire to be in a state of anarchy.

Fina Silvite
Head of the IRDI am ruler, there is no anarchy. The laws of the Empire are being enforced as they always have, the factories are still running, there is no violence the Empire has simply changed hands.

-Supreme General Goor

And who, exactly, are you?
~Unknown.The one that will lead Crimmond back to it's roots.

And who, exactly, are you?
~Unknown.The one that will lead Crimmond back to it's roots. If noone seeks to stop you that is, and someone wil my good man, trust me, someone will.
~Unknown.

And who are YOU? A faceless voice? I am showing my face. Show yours.

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Supreme General Goor

No violence?!?! Preposterous! There's an Empress dead, for God's sake, and you say there's been no violence! Plus, you have yet to show any proof that the Empress and her subjects were unfit to rule!

No violence?!?! Preposterous! There's an Empress dead, for God's sake, and you say there's been no violence! Plus, you have yet to show any proof that the Empress and her subjects were unfit to rule!I don not have to explain myself to the like of you.

OOC: Wow. He looks like he fell outta the ugly tree and hit every branch on the way down, doesn't he? :wink:

And who are YOU? A faceless voice? I am showing my face. Show yours.

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Supreme General Goor I'm to wise for that, and I'd just as soon you DIDN'T show that in here OK? I just ate for the love of Pete!
~Unidentified.

OOC: Wow. He looks like he fell outta the ugly tree and every branch on the way down, doesn't he?OOC: LOL! He isn't pretty, but he's hard to kill

I'm to wise for that, and I'd just as soon you DIDN'T show that in here OK? I just ate for the love of Pete!
~Unidentified.*hiss*

OOC: Isn't that always the way it goes? The bad guy who's hardest to kill always looks like he got run over by an eighteen wheeler. Then again, their ugliness does give bad guys a good reason to be evil!

OOC: Isn't that always the way it goes? The bad guy who's hardest to kill always looks like he got run over by an eighteen wheeler. Then again, their ugliness does give bad guys a good reason to be evil! It does not, what it gives them is a reason to look for coupons on facelifts!
~Unidentified.

We are under an alien threat! we must attack quickly, supreme general goor and all other aliens on this planet must be exterminated!

OOC: Wow. He looks like he fell outta the ugly tree and every branch on the way down, doesn't he?OOC: LOL! He isn't pretty, but he's hard to kill

OOC: LOL too. The ole* ugly stick got broken when it hit him, eh? :wink:

We are under an alien threat! we must attack quickly, supreme general goor and all other aliens on this planet must be exterminated!I am NOT an alien! My race is as old or older than the Human race and came from the very same primordial soup your ancestors did! We are as natural to this planet as you are.

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Supreme General Goor

OOC: I will now add another story post.

Goor stepped out onto the balcony overlooking the government district. This is not going as we had planned. The takeover was not supposed to be so harsh on PR. I must do something about it.

He walked back inside from the cold night, his hide dark to absorb as much heat as possible. He sat down at the desk that was as old as the Empire itself. He begin to write a letter. Unfortunatly, he could not type and could only write in Russian and German. An aide translated and typed it up in english.

Nations of the world,

I am Goor, from a race called the Brutes. We grew up in a swampy area of the world we called Argos. There we lived in poverty, starvation and war until the Crimmond military overran our area in a conquest for territory. We were treated as animals at first, but soon were seen as intelligent and made citizens. We are now a race that embraces our warrior past and our technological future.

I have been choosen as leader as I understand both. We do not wish war. We on the War Council only wish to defend our right to exist as a nation.

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Supreme General Goor

Goor stepped out onto the balcony overlooking the government district. This is not going as we had planned. The takeover was not supposed to be so harsh on PR. I must do something about it.

He walked back inside from the cold night, his hide dark to absorb as much heat as possible. He sat down at the desk that was as old as the Empire itself. He begin to write a letter. Unfortunatly, he could not type and could only write in Russian and German. An aide translated and typed it up in english.

Nations of the world,

I am Goor, from a race called the Brutes. We grew up in a swampy area of the world we called Argos. There we lived in poverty, starvation and war until the Crimmond military overran our area in a conquest for territory. We were treated as animals at first, but soon were seen as intelligent and made citizens. We are now a race that embraces our warrior past and our technological future.

I have been choosen as leader as I understand both. We do not wish war. We on the War Council only wish to defend our right to exist as a nation.

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Supreme General Goor We still refuse to recognize the War Council's rulership, and hereby recognize a State on Anarchy in Crimmond.
~Empress Kushrenada.

Plat-yug! They will not accept us. There is only one thing to be done.

Goor walked down into the bowels of the palace and into the hall of knowlege, where a leader went for peace and contenment, surrounded by the Crimmond Central Data Matrix.

"Tell me leaders of the past, what would you do?" he whispered to himself.

A voice answered him. "Do what you must to preserve your Empire."

Goor turned and saw the Keeper standing nearby. "How?"

The Keeper shrugged. "I am not a leader of men. I am a keeper of these records."

Goor sighed. "What do the records show I could do?"

The Keeper stared at him. "Abdicate or you will be killed. The Kechan that spoke with you dies not seem to be the type we have dealt with. They will find a way, like you did when you had Lord Tian killed."

Goor stormed out, as the Keeper thjought he would, and went back onto his balcony.

He saw a blur and turned in time to see two figures.

He felt his throat constrict and he was lifted off the ground by a force he could not see. In a few seconds, he was dangling over the edge of the balcony, 4 stories up.

An hour later they found his body crumpled, back and neck broken, skull shattered.

Despite the news lockdown, news of it got out.

We, the small, yet assertive nation of CoreWorlds, also condemn this terrible coup and will not recognize this illegimitate government until real and fair elections can be held. If there are any surviving members of the royal family, we will find them with these two Jedi Knights, Master Jonis and Padawan Bryan.

Empress Kushrenada spat out her coffee when she got word of the death of Goor, while she claned herself off, she asked "Who?" "We don't know Majesty" the person speaking with her said, "Very well, keep monitoring the situation"

P.S. If those Jedi are harmed in any way, you will be dealt with harshly. *Orders a Star Destroyer to patrol the area.*

The Third and Fifth Space fleets, numbering some 350 ships, tell the Star Destroyer to keep away. The Jedi are deported as soon as they arrive.

:evil:
I am not very happy. I'll be back asap.

Three nodded solemnly to the Nomad as he passed, not wanting to interfere with the higher powers.

Later

Nine watched from a nearby rooftop as Goor was killed. He removed his eye from the scope of the high-powered sniper rifle and set it down. He resolved to watch further developments, and terminate the new leader, if need be.

Within hours all members of the War Council on Earth are found dead from broken necks and oxygen depravation.

A new figure steps to the podium. She has black hair, pale skin with a, and her eyes... glowing white.

She simply smiles, letting the world wait until she is ready to speak.

Slowly she begins. "I am Domino Andolini, former Interspecies Relations head. My form has changed because I was killed by the traitor Goor." She smiles. "Seems he wasn't satisfied with killing me once. I was brought back by an old friend in low places." She looked at the Nomad, whos was standing in the nearby shadows.

"I am the only one of the original Saratov bloodline left.(she's the lats decendent of the first Crimmond ruler) I am taking power as is my right under the first laws of the Empire. I will not let this nation fall into meaningless war. The military leadership will be purged, albeit less violently than the War Council."

Domino looked over the sea of cameras. "I, as your Empress, will lead us into a new peace."

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Empress Domino Andolini
Ruler of Crimmond

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"Situation appears to be under control." Three speaks into his helmet mike. "Permission to return to the nest?"

"Permission denied." Came the simple reply.

Agent Three looked around. A melancholy sight. Rain poured in heavy sheets from black clouds, obscuring the sliver of a moon. Three sat upon his vantage point overlooking Domino's position.

'What are they keeping from me?' He thought to himself. 'Things just don't add up anymore.'

Domino looked at the rain landing around her, but not on her. She smiled, her powers still worked, she walked back inside and sat down at the desk that all the leaders of Crimmond had used.

She looked at it closly. Her ancestor had signed the core laws on this desk, now she was sitting at it centuries later. She got up and walked the corridors, coming to her office. She stepped in and looked at the chair Lara died in. There was no way to bring her back, not without a body.

Domino sat down behind the desk and a single tear rolled down her cheek. She wiped it away and got to work. There was much to be done.

IF that's true (To aide: I need a chart for the Saratov bloodline, and i need it yesterday! Aide: Yes sir!) then the 4 children that survived the Royal purge are safe and will return home asap. I apologize for the Star Destroyer (I only have one) and will withdraw it immediately. Please accept my condolences for your family, and let's exchange ambassadors. If you want to know what happened to the children, then here is a report of the successful Operation Royal Kids mission:

I sent a more potent force to infiltrate and find the 4 kids (Alex:14, Katie:10, Rachel:8, Mikey:5), before the Secret Police of Crimmond does. If those kids were killed, I would be very, very sad :(. The two Jedi are accompanied by ninjas Naruto, Sasuke and Sakura (they are good friends of mine) and a powerful psychic kid named Akira. They are inserted as a small class of students that wish to see firsthand the "majestic" parts of the nation.

"Halt! State your business!" the border guard said.
"We are just passing through" Master Jonis said, waving his hand, a bit.
"You're just passing through, eh?" the guard echoed, a perplexed look on his face.
"We can go on now."
"You can go on now."
"Boy, I thought we were toast!" Naruto breathed a sigh of relief.
"The Force has a powerful influence on the weak minded, my young friend."
"Cool!"

It took several days and three false leads before the 5 found the remnant of the family. They were cleverly hidden as members of a farm family. The Samsons are to be commended for their courage and daring. Hidden for almost a year, it took much persuasion to let the kids head to safety until it is time to return.
The now larger group had to escape quickly, because a Secret Police officer spotted them in a town 40 klicks from the border. Just before the border, a small battle erupted between the secret police and the heroes. Ninja stars, TK blasts, laser bolts, and bullets flew all over the place, yet the heroes and the kids managed to get over the border.
Fuming, the Secret Police defied international law and crossed it, causing a small border war between the SP and my troops. I will in no way punish you for something that the former regime's secret police did, and am returning the prisoners as i speak, to stand before your courts. The oldest boy, Alex turned out to be Force-sensitive, and will continue to recieve training under one of my Knights, as a special (and free loan) tutor. I hope this is sufficient for you, Majesty.

Ah! My aide has returned with the bloodline chart. Your Majesty, I am pleased to announce that I am now recognizing your government as legimitate, and will ask you to sign a treaty of peace and trade with me, if you please. It is surely a great day, for your powerful and newly freed nation!

OOC: Fundamental flaws in your post: There are no kids. Lara Tian and her brother were the last of the Tians. They both died and the Tian bloodline is gone. You can't control my units. I can't even own a Star Destroyer without getting yelled at. There is no Crimmond Seret Police. The border gaurds are geneticly and cyberneticly engineered to resist psionic powers, such as the Force. You need to learn to RP properly.

Three almost seemed to materialize from behind Domino. He walked around to the side of her and leaned against a wall, turning his head to look at her. Rain droplets ran off his black armor and the pulse carbine slung from his shoulder to land on the carpeted floor.

"Interesting how you came back from the dead, I must comment." Were his first words to her.

Domino looked up. "Not really, I've done it twice before."

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It IS possible to bring the old Empress back you know, probably not exactly like her, but something close.
~Unidentified.

It IS possible to bring the old Empress back you know, probably not exactly like her, but something close.
~Unidentified.OOC: *sigh* You can't comment ICly on something that is secret IC. Your nation doesn't know she was ripped apart atom by atom.

It IS possible to bring the old Empress back you know, probably not exactly like her, but something close.
~Unidentified.OOC: *sigh* You can't comment ICly on something that is secret IC. Your nation doesn't know she was ripped apart atom by atom. OOC: They're assuming she was killed, given the people who deposed her, it seems logical.

OOC: Ok.

IC: The only other loyal department head of the government, Ambassador Krall'c, replies to Kecha.

"We know it is possible, but =it was her belief that once you die, you should not return."

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OOC: Fundamental flaws in your post: There are no kids. Lara Tian and her brother were the last of the Tians. They both died and the Tian bloodline is gone. You can't control my units. I can't even own a Star Destroyer without getting yelled at. There is no Crimmond Seret Police. The border gaurds are geneticly and cyberneticly engineered to resist psionic powers, such as the Force. You need to learn to RP properly.

OOC: :oops:
I really need to learn better RPing. well then, just disregard my posts.

IC:
What? These Intelligence reports are all wrong! *beeps comlink* I need to speak with the Director of the CW CIA, NOW!
*director walks in*
What is this crap, Mike?
Mike: Well, I...
You completely and utterly fabricated this "report" on the Crimmond nation, RIGHT?!?
Mike: (bows head) Yes sir.
WHY!?
Mike: Well, I-I... the other one is too boring...
Too boring? TOO boring? No excuses. You're fired, right now! Now get out of my sight before I throw you out myself. You are completely incompetient! (sighs) I need a better director.

OOC: Ok.

IC: The only other loyal department head of the government, Ambassador Krall'c, replies to Kecha.

"We know it is possible, but =it was her belief that once you die, you should not return." Very well, but hang on to that chair just in case is my advice, and keep it in a Preservation Chamber, like I said, this is just friendly advice.
~Unidentified.

Why would we need the chair? All of our leaders genetic structures are recorded.

Why would we need the chair? All of our leaders genetic structures are recorded. Just in case, of course.
~Unidentified.

As Three removed his helmet, the and shifted the carbine to a more comfortable position.

"Hm. Two questions. One, you seem to be the right person to be helping, but what are your exact goals for this country? And two, why am I not surrounded by your guards yet?" He said, looking around the room.

"The answer to your first question is: My goals are to first punish those who betrayed the Empire. Then to continue the peaceful negotiations with nations we have had trouble with in the past and to strengthen current economical and political alliances."

Domino smiles. "The answer to the second... you are." Four armored figures decloak around Three, shard rifles drawn. "The Empress never goes anywhere without a contigent of gaurds. We have been cloaking our elite gaurds for generations."

"A smart policy, Empress." Three said, the pulse carbine instantly coming in line with the nearest guard. "Your goals are those that we wish to support, and I therefore am in your service."

The carbine doesn't move from pointing at the guard, but it does stay silent, and the guard's head doesn't explode.

The gaurd's chuckle is heard in his Anda-Steel helmet as the gaurds back away and vanish.

Domino smiled. "Thank you to to yourself and the Cyberutopian government." She smiles again. "Another smart policy is monitoring the area around the palace..." She brings up a map on a computer screen and it shows Three, as well as the not four, but seven gaurds in the room. She zooms out and other groups can be spotted, one of which is outside. "I believe that is your team?"

Three was honestly suprised. Crimmond had much better security than other nations he had infiltrated, and they even knew he was from Cyberutopia. Though they weren't aware of the current events in Cyberutopia, it appeared.

"I have no affiliation with the government anymore. Cyberutopia was taken over by a tyrant in the last few months, the government dispersed, and the country thrown into anarchy. Another thing: Agents always, always operate alone in forgien territory. I have no 'team'." He said, peering closely at the map.

"Well, there is someone out there... and it isn't one of my teams."

"I'll go see who they are." He said, placing the helmet on his head and moving out into the rain.

He melded into the shadows perfectly, the rain assisting his near-invisbility, and stalked the unknown group. A single sensor on his helmet lit up, and everything became clear as day to Three as he observed the intruders.

Domino watched him go and turned back to her desk, watching the tv. It showed the Mechs returning to thier bases and life resuming around the nation.

I never liked you Goor. From the moment I met you, I had second thoughts. A voice came from the darkness. I have no idea why she held you in such high regard...I'm appauled to think that you would go back on the Lady's friendship. He smiled in the darkness...undetected, and location unknown. And next time, make sure that a person...especially someone as dangerous as myself or Her, leaves...and doesn't just walk through the door. Goor...you may not have noticed....but Her chains are breaking...and when they are broken...Mephisto will be cast down into darkness....and when she is broken...there will be a new one to take her place and inherit her...let's just say...abilities.... I'm her only son...her only flesh and blood left...I'll give you ten guesses on who it will be....and since her time is drawing near....so is mine...

I never liked you Goor. From the moment I met you, I had second thoughts. A voice came from the darkness. I have no idea why she held you in such high regard...I'm appauled to think that you would go back on the Lady's friendship. He smiled in the darkness...undetected, and location unknown. And next time, make sure that a person...especially someone as dangerous as myself or Her, leaves...and doesn't just walk through the door. Goor...you may not have noticed....but Her chains are breaking...and when they are broken...Mephisto will be cast down into darkness....and when she is broken...there will be a new one to take her place and inherit her...let's just say...abilities.... I'm her only son...her only flesh and blood left...I'll give you ten guesses on who it will be....and since her time is drawing near....so is mine...OOC: Rave... you're giving me the creeps..

Domino looked up as she sensed something. SHe frowned and a voice appears in his mind So... you hadn't left after all Qui. A lot of help it did for Lara.

Oh I can still be of help...if you didn't catch what I'm saying...there will be another hybrid to take the rule and the abilities of Miss Shentavo. The process has already begun. She is getting stronger to make her futile attempt to save the world...as am I...too take her place when it is over. That's the drawback of becoming a martyr...you have to die to save the people you love...to save the entirety of the world... And to say how close we are to that day...I've attained some of her celestial powers....an angel and a vampire doesn't make a vampire..it makes a...yes...I'm glad you passed mathimatics...there is ONE other angelic vampire, whom not made himself a full until the bond would be severed.... *he stepped out of the darkness* Now Goor...would you have the guts to take on Ravelyn? No? Then why must you take me so lightly.

Goor doesn't respond being dead and in the mourge.

Domino does though. You're giving me a headache. Can you talk like a normal person and drop the 'I'm more powerful than almost anyone else and I must talk in a way that bufuddles all others to prove I'm smarter too' crap?

Qui looks at Domino and smiles elegantly. Oh...there are many more powerful than I....Rave, Corithisia, Vaughn, Mephistoples, Sage....I could go on...if you wanted me too. As well you know....Rave has two possible destinys...one is that she is going to defeat Mephistop and still live to reign over the land...the other is that she will defeat Mepistop, and is going to die a martyr...in saving the world and people that mean so much to her...as well as casting the darkness brought back down to the pits off hell, where she will be dragged to with no hope of return...and I will claim her place...

Domino nods... "What if she loses?"

As much as I love being a badass...don't get me wrong...I really do love it...and as much as I would like to remain a purebreed like the others. I am half angel. And I will become an angelic vampire the second she dies...and I will take her place, and stand equal to what she is right now...and if she dies...she will die....and be in eternall hell...if she dies, from the visions I have seen...she will be pulled into hell...she DOES belong in heaven....but she will be pulled into hell by Mephisto's chain...and remain in an eternal torment.

Agent Three entered Domino's office silently and waited patiently to talk. He had no place in this discussion, he could see.

Domino blinks. "Sounds like she really likes this mudball of a planet..."

Qui: She loves it...for seraphim are here to protect it...


(whoa sry...wrong thread posting on the non serious funny one...wow...bad mistake sorry)

(whoa sry...wrong thread posting on the non serious funny one...wow...bad mistake sorry) :lol:

IC: Domino nods and looks over. "Yes, Agent?"

Three nods and speaks. "The group outside appear to be supporters of the War Council, looking to kill you. I took a sample of their conversation."

Three plays back what he recorded.

"...Ok, so we'll enter from A, move to hall B, exterminate the guards..."

"And it goes on like that." He explains.

Domino chuckles... "Well, well... Goor actually had a backup plan... how rare." She vanishes and several seconds later, another blip appears by the group. One by one the others blink out as flashes of flame and small bolts of light are seen out the window. Soon only one is left and it blinks out too.

She reappears and sits down. A cloaked gaurd sighs. "You have to stop doing that... do you know how much paperwork we have to do if you get yourself killed?" Domino laughs. "Come on, I worked for Anubis. Blasters and flamers aren't a threat to me."

"Impressive." He says, looking out at the still burning corpses.

tag...sorry crimmond...I haven't had much time for your RP's lately... :cry:

tag...sorry crimmond...I haven't had much time for your RP's lately... :cry:That's ok, you seem quite busy.

Qui leans against the wall watching Domino. "She'll need you...did you know that?"

Domino looked at him. "How so?"

She needs all of you......Corithisia, Armmada, yourself, James.....Vaughn.... if she will be able to survive what's coming, she won't be able to do it alone.

She had a feeling that was about what he'd say. "Qui... no matter how strong my ties to Rave, you or anyone else personally... My first duty is to my nation. After what just happened, three leaders getting killed in a mateer of weeks? I'm suprised sections of the Empire haven't declared independance." She pauses. "You said this battle was close. Then I cannot help. There is no one to take my place here I can trust."

Qui: Very well then, *he said turning from her I just hope the others...*

Domino sighs. "There is something I can do... if she does get trapped." She pauses. "I may not like him or his realm..."

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Qui: Once the gates have been sealed...*he said pausing at the door* Not even myself, or Corithisia, or Vaughn, or Genesis...no one...

"No one maybe... but one thing..."

The Nomad appeared between them. "He would never agree to such an idea, Domino."

She frowned. "How do you know?"

The Nomad answered in his low baratone, "Because he hates you, first of all. Second he would not risk that creature escaping after Rave trapped it. It would disrupt the balence of power on the planet to an extreme. And if it managed to get off world..." He paused for a second. "Do you really think she would condone such a risky plan?"

Domino glared at the robed Nomad. "Let us hope it does not come to that at all..."

The Nomad vanished. Domino sighed.

BUMP

((Any idea how I can fit into this?))

((Any idea how I can fit into this?))you could stand there dumbfounded by the conversation, but...

BUMP

"I bid you farewell Domino," he said strongly. "Our paths will cross again." *he made his way toward the door.

Domino nods. "I look forward to it." She said as she turned back to a computer readout. Putting the AI in charge of the computer network had sped up everything, including... "Qui, tell Rave that Fred will be disconnected in about a month. He'll be able to be back among the populace much sooner than expected." She smiled. The cyborg relic from another millennia was in the last stages of his treatment.

Qui nodded, and paused at the door before stepping through, not knowing if she would live to see that day.